Poetry Man

You make me laugh

'Cause your eyes they light the night

They look right through me, la la la la

You bashful boy

You're hiding something sweet

Please give it to me yeah, to me



Oh-oh, talk to me some more

You don't have to go

You're the Poetry Man

You make things all rhyme, yeah-yeah



You are a genie

And all I ask for is your smile

Each time I rub a lamp, la la la la

When I am with you

I have a giggling teen-age crush

Then I'm a-a sultry vamp, yeah, a sultry vamp

Woah-oh, talk to me some more

You don't have to go

'Cause you're the Poetry Man

You make things all right, yeah-yeah



Talk to me some more

You don't have to go

You're the Poetry Man

And you make things all right



So once again

It's time to say so long

And so recall the law of life, la la la la

You're goin' home now

Oh, home's that place somewhere you go each day

To see your wife, yeah-yeah-yeah, to see your wife



Woah-oh, talk to me some more

You know that you don't have to go

You're the Poetry Man

You make things all rhyme, yeah



Woah-oh, talk to me some more

You know that you don't have to go

You're the Poetry Man

You make things all right